Thursday, January 31, 2013

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

the snow makes the city into ahouse where you kick things and it's kind but also cruel you lay down to makean angel in a spotthat will be greaseblack slush tomorrow and buddha watches through the gateover the storefronttranslucentpurple and green trash bags standing dusted with sugar and harmless like stuffed props or plants in the snow so beautiful but not to enjoy right now because tonight is like a guti want buddha's glowing cheeks in our soul